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There is absolutely
no exaggeration here when we call this place "old." McSorley's has
been packing 'em in since the dinosaurs roamed the earth (well, 1857),
and only bothered to allow women in the place some twenty-five years
ago. They dusted the chandeliers the day after Teddy Roosevelt was
born, and haven't bothered since. The most fun one can have at McSorley's
is to play "name that fungus" with the heaps of gray matter that line
every nook and cranny of the ancient pub. The other fun game is asking
one of the pissy bartenders what they have on tap. Here's the answer:
light or dark. Yup, you have a choice of two beers, and you better
not take too long to decide or the bartender will be on to the next
slobbering fool before you have a chance to utter, "Hey, buddy!" Don't
bother being modest (or sober) here either. Beers are cheap, and are
served two or four at a time. Granted, one beer holds about 6-8 oz.
of liquid (depending on how much of a hurry your pourer is in), but
the cramped, party atmosphere is certainly conducive to drinking.
If you're a guy looking for a date, you'd have better luck searching
elsewhere, as it typically looks like a Lambda Lambda Lambda party
gone horribly awry. Oh, on drinking nights (Thursday-Saturday) you
better get there early, as the line starts forming outside when the
place is full and lasts all night. [MF]
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